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IMPORTANT: I've removed the mature thing, because it apparently reduces reader count significantly. I've put mature and sexualcontent in tags, so don't freak out. There's a warning in description as well, so we should be good.
Moving on...
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Y/N's PoV
I wake up again, Weiss snuggled up next to me again. Her body heat felt nice, and her hair was down, splayed on the bed.
Blake, who was sitting on her bed and reading. She grinned at me. Riiight. It was her turn now.
Me and Weiss stay like this until she groggily opens her eyes.
Me: Morning, snowflake.
She yawns and closes her eyes again. I give Blake a pleading look, and she nods in understanding.
Timeskip brought to you by Author-kun being murdered by assignments...(Fuck high school, assignments are fat pieces of shit. They'll be done by next week tho. More uploads!)
Narrator...
Y/N: What do you want to do today?
Blake shrugged, nose still in book.
Y/N: Well, guess we've figured that out.
He goes up to Blake's shelf, poking around. Blake's head snaps onto this.
Blake: Just... don't go to my s-smut collection, okay? Don't...
Y/N just chuckles evilly. Blake whimpers and hugs her knees.
Y/N: I'm kidding. Besides, you look really cute when you do that.
The two proceed in the day, doing little else other than cuddling and reading.
Timeskip brought to you by chibi Y/N cooking Shougeki no Souma style...
Ruby drags Y/N into the shop, the latter complaining under his breath. The store was going to be empty pretty soon. After all, this was a cookie store. Girls are kinda infamous for buying lots of unnecessary stuff, but this is Ruby we're talking about. Y/N's bank account was gonna be empty pretty soon.
Ruby: You're paying! No 'but's!
Y/N: If you girls keep doing this, I'll be broke within a week...
He rolls his eyes, and Ruby pouts. She dashes off into the dedicated cookie shop, eyes glittering.
Timeskip brought to you by chibi Y/N constructing his mancave...
3rd Person
Ruby barges into her dorm, with Y/N following behind. He had a giant bag slung over his shoulder, and a much lighter wallet. He sets the bag on Ruby's bed, feigning tiredness.
Y/N: If I didn't have my connections I would already be broke. Like, in heavy debt.
Ruby: Aww, come on. I didn't buy that much.
Y/N: You would call over 800 cookies not that much? How are you not obese yet?
Ruby just scratches the back of her head and smiles sheepishly.
Ruby: It's become a habit for me...
Y/N sighs in desperation.
Y/N: Who likes mint flavoured cookies anyway? I know that there's mint ice cream and all, but cookies... whose fucking idea was that?
He left the room as Ruby protests, defending her choice of flavour.
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---Establishing connection---
---Initializing security protocol---
How's it going, pal?
Oh, you know, the usual, if not a little more eventful.
Eventful?
Yes. You see, one of your... acquaintances have been a little annoying. They've ruined me on several occasions.
Does it make a difference?
*laughs* No.
So why mention it?
You know this person quite well. Very well.
Yeah, yeah. Besides, I need to pick up my shipment.
That time, is it?
You know how fast that stuff burns down. Especially in the situation I'm in.
I don't envy you. That is some nasty stuff you're dealing with.
No shit, sherlock.
I feel offended! How dare you compare me to someone who upholds the law?
Heh.
Anyway, I have another... operation to plan. It'll be at the Warehouse. Section B1034.
That place again? It's not supposed to be safe.
My game, my rules.
I'm under obligation to play your game. I don't need to.
I know you will anyway.
Tch. Too many people know me too well. I should thin the list down a little. Until next time, Torchwick.
*click*
Timeskip brought to you by chibi Zwei befriending a baby Beowulf....
Y/N finds his way out of the nondescript shed, brushing dust bunnies off his coat.
Y/N: Maintenance is way more expensive than you think. Well, I guess it was worth it.
He pulls out a small package. Revealing its contents, he grins.
Y/N: This'll be pertty nice.
Pulling out a selection of tools, he gets to work.
Timeskip brought to you by Y/N turning off the city lights, Watch_Dogs style...
Satisfied with his work, Y/N packs up and blinks off. He walks into a bank in the middle of Vale, plugging his new rig into the ATM. Y/N looks around, trying not to attract attention.
Y/N logs into a bank account. Nothing abnormal, you might think, but this account doesn't belong to him. It belongs to Jacques Schnee.
Y/N: Bastard deserves it.
He widens his eyes. The balance in this account was ridiculous.
30 BILLION lien.
He was cooperating with Torchwick, after all, but....
30 billion. Must be the richest man in Remnant by now.
Y/N chuckles as he withdraws 20 of those 30 billions, storing it across 5 cards.
Y/N: That's what you get.
He walks away, happy with his new gadget. After all, it wasn't like robbing banks.
It was MUCH harder to catch him.
Timeskip brought to you by chibi Blake facing off with Zwei...
2nd Person PoV
You and Pyrrha sit down in a clearing, after clearing some Grimm in the Emerald Forest.
Pyrrha: Would it be possible to curve a javelin throw? I mean, without using my semblance.
You ponder for a little bit.
You: Well, theoretically, I guess it would. Without any extensions on your javelin, it could be pretty difficult. It's also kinda pointless.
Pyrrha frowns.
Pyrrha: Pointless?
Y/N nods and closes his eyes.
Y/N: Your semblance doesn't use up much of your aura. Using it is a lot more efficient than taking the time to learn something like this. In the case that you are out of aura, this won't be much good. Besides, if you slip up using this, you open yourself to attack.
Pyrrha concedes, rising and walking back towards Beacon.
Y/N: Not a bad idea, just a little bit impractical.
Pyrrha smirks in challenge.
Pyrrha: And what would be practical?
Y/N: Learning to throw your shield with your semblance.
Pyrrha deflates a little, seeing as he had a point.
Pyrrha: Why does that sound familiar?
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